Swordsman Without a Name

The Leaders Gather

The appointed time has arrived. All the companions of the Nameless Swordsman had gathered in the meadow of Mount Hua Sun. Everything's complete. Everything is there.

The figures are currently sitting casually on green grass that has been wet with dew. The wind blows softly. The sound of bats squeaking without stopping.

The beast of the night flew around the Nameless Swordsman and his companions with joy. It was as if they did not feel any threat from the humans who were there.

The moon shines brightly. Tonight the Goddess of the Night was different from the previous nights. He seemed to be surrounded by a ray that looked like a rainbow.

Thousands of stars filled the sky. The celestial thing seemed to be flickering gracefully. It was like the blink of a beautiful girl.

In the middle of the characters there are several wine jars that have been opened and some are still sealed.

At this moment, no one is talking back. Everything is sinking with the silence and tranquility of the full night.

"Are they coming?" tanya Cakra Buana broke the silence between them.

"certainly come. You take it easy," Huang Pangcu said directly to his question.

"If everything is counted, how many figures will be present in this place?"

"What is reliable and calculated at most is only about fifty people," replied Tiang Bengcu after sipping wine.

The Nameless Swordsman sighed deeply. Fifty people is not a small number. Especially if almost all of them are top-class figures of the martial world.

If they all intervene, will his side be able to face? Are they really capable of fighting all these people?

"Will tonight be an endless night of battle?" ask the Nameless Swordsman who knows who while looking at the moon in the sky there.

"No. What you fear will not happen. You take it easy, I've arranged everything" said the Blind One Who Knows Everything while smiling warmly at Cakra Buana.

"I believe in you," said Pendekar Without Feelings without hesitation.

Li Guan the Blind Who Knows Everything nodded. And so do the other characters. No one spoke anymore, because just at that moment, a rumbling voice suddenly sounded.

The sound of footsteps of the crowd. Dozens of human shadows shot out from behind the thickets towards the grassland of Hua Sun Mountain.

As time passed, the rumbling sounds began to vanish. The human shadow that had been darting since then began to disappear.

Now in the presence of the Nameless Swordsman and his friends are present dozens of martial world figures. Their numbers are a lot. Approximately in accordance with the calculations of the Bengcu Pole. Nearly fifty people.

They wear different clothes. His face was almost all sharp. These people come from various regions and various universities. Not even a few figures who do not have a bond with a college. They stand alone and usually do what they want themselves to do.

All the figures present there had lined up neatly. They form five regular rows.

Old young, male women, now all of them had been present in the grassland of Hua Sun Mountain. Completed. There are even men who are like women, or vice versa.

The atmosphere that had previously been crowded, was now quiet again. The vast place was gripped by silence again. No one dared to talk between them.

The neat line previously mentioned was led by famous people. Including by grandfathers from all directions.

The night is getting late. The moon is already covered by a cloud of gray clouds that are slowly moving. The sound of the night beast had disappeared, the sparkling of the star had also disappeared.

Where did they go? Don't they want to see what's going to happen soon? Are they that poor? Or, scared?

"Welcome, guys. Thank you for wanting to be present in this place," said Tiang Bengcu to all the figures present.

His voice was blaring like thunder. Although Tiang Bengcu spoke slowly, but his speech was aided by deep energy, so that anyone could hear it clearly.

"Honor to the Bengcu Pole, it is our duty to fulfill Bengcu's invitation," said Ming Tian Bao, the king of poison, who was the grandfather of the East.

"May Thian always protect the Pole of Bengcu. I haven't seen Bengcu in a long time, I didn't think tonight I could see you again" said Tian Hoa, the Old Demon of Heaven Earth, the old man was certainly the grandfather of the South.

"May Bengcu live a long life. I don't know what leads Bengcu to invite us here. What is clear, I feel flattered," said Poh Kuan Tao, the Tigers Sakti No Match, he was the grandfather of the North.

Almost the same words were heard from the leaders of the line. While saying so, those people while paying their respects to Tiang Bengcu.

When the leaders respect, the people behind them do the same. However, they still have to do so to Bengcu.

Because it has been an absolute rule since ancient times that anyone who becomes a Bengcu, then every martial person must submit and respect him.

No matter whether the person was a lake grandfather or a master teacher, he still had to pay respect to Bengcu.

"I invite you here in touch with the news that is circulating widely in the martial world today," he said still with the same voice.

"Is it related to the heirloom we're fighting over?" tanya Tian Hoa the Old Demon of Heaven Earth.

"Just right, it's about that,"

"Already expected," said Poh Kuan Tao quipped as he slightly smiled cynically.

The Bengcu pole is not angry. He only glanced at the old man while still throwing a warm smile.

The burly man with a handsome face was famous for his patience in dealing with a problem. He is also known to rarely have emotions. Every problem he solved, almost everything was faced without using emotions.

"Master Poh is famous for his ingenuity. Surely you can guess what all this means, too" praised the Bengcu.

The lost grandfather did not answer. He just nodded feeling proud.

"We go back to the subject, actually related to the news that said that the two heirlooms were in the hands of the Nameless Swordsman, it was a slander. I myself have checked the question, and the result is nil. The heirloom was not in his hands," he said, gesturing to Cakra Buana for him to come forward.

"Hemm, how are we going to believe that there's no evidence?" ask a leader of the five lines. His voice contained a suspicious tone.